Takama was walking through the hall, heading to the living room. It was morning. He just woke up, so he was still a little tired. Takama's hair was messy, he let out a quiet yawn.

He soon entered the living room. Sitting down on the couch, still in a sleepy, relaxed mood. Takama leaned his head back as he sat, closing his eyes

Takama was pretty much in a daze. He would probably end up falling asleep like this if nothing happened...But suddenly, he heard footsteps.